Katie got pretty much choked out for a minute there because first her head was swimming and then before she knew it she was up on some kind of table. Lying on her back, her ripped shirt on either side of her, her big natural titties were up and out of their cups. A big black man was down between her legs with her skirt hiked up her hips, he had one hand holding her down by the throat and she could feel him poking at her exposed pussy, then she realized he was inserting a nicely lubed cock into her unwilling body.
"No, no, please, don't," the blonde begged but he just smiled as he pushed inch after painful inch into her tight pussy. "I'm a cop, you fucking nigger," she hissed as he slowly pumped in and out of her, trying to get more of that ten-inch rod in her petite frame. But she changed her tone when his other hand came up holding a handgun, which he shoved into her mouth.
'You a pretty little blonde girl, but you still a fucking racist white cop first and foremost, ain't ya?' he laughed. Katie was too terrified to reply, worried that the slightest disobedience would end her life in this horrible moment. 'Just like the last one, they keep sending you dumb cracker bitches and I'll keep finding you, fucking you and selling you.'
Now he was giving her a solid fucking, her titties bouncing up and down good as he plowed his mighty member balls-deep into her delicate flower again and again. Katie couldn't afford to react, except for the tears rolling out of her wide blue eyes and the occasional quiet moan or wince.
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